rcwoods|[email protected] Stringman : Unplugged F C Bb C x4 F You can say the soul is gone Dm/G And the feelings just not there Bb C F C Bb C Not like it was so long ago F On the empty page before you Dm/G You can fill in what you care Bb C F C Bb C Try to make it good before you go Take the simple case of the sarge Who wouldn't go back to war Because the hippies tore down every - Thing that he was fighting for Or the lovers on the blanket The city turned to whores With memories of green kissed by the sun You can say the soul is gone And close another page Just be sure that yours is not the one F C Bb C Bb F And I'm singing for the stringman Bb F Who lately lost his wife Bb Dm There is no dearer friend of mine C F That I know in this life On his shoulder is a violin For his head where chaos reigns But his heart can't find a simple way To live with all those things F C Bb C All those things F C Bb C He's a stringman F C Bb C A stringman F C Bb C F All those strings to pull F C Bb C x4 notes: Dm/G 300231
